Chapter 64

"Where have you been, big brothers?"

Seeing her brothers appear from nowhere, Mary approached them with quick steps. For some reason, their expressions were bright and cheerful. When Mary stopped in front of them, they started petting her head. Lang and Lucian petted her head from either side, causing Mary’s head to wobble uncontrollably.

What’s going on? Mary was completely confused, but she opened her mouth to speak anyway.

Her brothers had heard her announcement. However, she needed to explain it to them properly. Despite continuing to pet her head, she began to speak.

"Big brothers, you see, as I said just now, I have a mysterious memory... Stop petting my head."

"Our dear Mary has a memory that sets her apart from others. Just as we expected from our Mary! Even with the memories of your past life, you’re still our cute Mary!"

"I’m glad that you, Big Brother Lang, accept it. I feel relieved. But please stop petting my head...!"

"It’s different from me, who only has the memories of my current life. Mary is indeed superior... You’re amazing...! Including the memories of your past life, Mary is wonderful...!"

"Thank you, Big Brother Lucian. I’m happy. But please, stop petting my head soon."

Feeling dizzy... Mary whispered and slipped away from her brothers' hands.

She was genuinely happy that her brothers accepted her memories of her past life. Their continued doting showed their unchanged attitude, which she appreciated.

However, she couldn’t let them pet her head forever. Her brain was starting to spin, making her feel dizzy.

So, she fled from her brothers and headed to Roberto.

He also had a bright and cheerful expression, though he didn’t pet her head.

"Big Brother Roberto, you can pet my head too, you know?"

"Just enough not to make me dizzy," Mary added with a mischievous smile. Roberto’s eyes widened, and then he smiled wryly. "Perhaps another time," he declined.

Lang and Lucian, who didn’t pet her head, asked for her return. However, Roberto just looked exasperated and gently placed his hand on Mary’s shoulder. He seemed to be rubbing her shoulder instead of petting her head.

"Your story surprised me, but I share the same thoughts as Lang and Lucian."

"Big Brother Roberto, you accept my memories of my past life too?"

"Of course. If you remain Mary, there’s no reason not to accept it. Besides..."

Roberto smiled gently and nudged Mary’s shoulder.

Not to return to her brothers, but to Adi.

Mary went to Adi as she was pushed, and this time, Adi’s hand was placed on her shoulder.

"Watching my foolish little brother, it’s clear that Mary hasn’t changed at all, even with the memories of her past life."

"Watching Adi?"

"Yes, my foolish little brother has always... even before the upper school, where Mary recalled her past life, he has always looked at Mary. Nothing has changed from then to now; he still only looks at Mary. This is the best proof that Mary remains Mary."

Mary nodded in agreement with Roberto’s calm words.

It was the same thing Adi had told her. Adi had proven that Mary remained Mary, even with the memories of her past life, through his own love.

And it wasn’t just between Adi and Mary; it was a proof to everyone around them.

It was a rather embarrassing but also heartwarming story. Feeling this way, Mary looked up at Adi, who was glaring at his brother Roberto with a rather red face.

"You did that on purpose in front of everyone, didn’t you, big brother...?"

"Oh, how nice. I think it’s a wonderful story."

"A wonderful story?"

"Yes, it is. Everyone will see me through Adi. Adi is a mirror that reflects me."

Mary spoke dreamily and leaned closer to Adi.

Seeing that placing his hand on her shoulder wasn’t enough, Adi’s expression brightened.

His hand slid from her shoulder to her waist, gently pulling her closer. She leaned into him, and a sweet atmosphere enveloped them, making it seem like they were about to kiss. The surrounding people, understanding the situation, left with wry smiles.

...Except for a few.

"Alisia, why don’t you step between them and invite Mary to dance? It seems to me that Mary wants to dance right now. It’s my intuition as a childhood friend."

"Really? To me, it looks like they’re just staring at each other..."

Patrick, trying to disrupt Mary and Adi’s moment, suggested this to Alisia, who looked confused, alternating her gaze between Patrick and Mary.

Lang and Lucian joined in.

"Princess Alisia, what Patrick says is true. Mary really wants to dance right now, especially with her best friend, Princess Alisia! I can tell as her big brother! So, go and snatch Mary away from Adi and dance with her!"

"Yes, Mary is waiting for a dance... but not from us. She’s waiting for someone to snatch her away and invite her to dance... I can tell. But we can’t snatch her away... Princess Alisia can!"

With a flourish, Lang and Lucian egged Alisia on.

This made Alisia even more confused, and she looked around at Mary and Adi, Patrick, and then Lang and Lucian.

Finally, her gaze landed on Roberto, who was watching the exchange with a cool expression. As if understanding her thoughts, he smiled gently and nodded once.

"Go ahead, Princess Alisia."

His words affirmed what Patrick and the others had said, and with this final push, Alisia replied with a spirited "Yes!" and ran over to Mary.

Ignoring the sweet atmosphere, she burst in with "I’ve kept you waiting, it’s time for a dance!" and grabbed Mary’s hand, running off with her.

She was so quick that Adi, whose wife had been snatched away, was momentarily stunned. When he came to his senses, he hurriedly chased after Alisia and Mary. Mary, unable to resist, could only scream and shout in protest.

"Alisia, please, just let us be for a little longer...!"

"That’s not true. I wasn’t waiting for any noble lady at all!!"

Adi’s pitiful negotiations and Mary’s angry shouts continued.

The sweet atmosphere had dispersed, replaced by a noisy one.

Those who had encouraged Alisia, of course, smiled at the scene, congratulating each other on their success.

The handsome men, smiling mischievously, looked like a painting, but they also resembled children celebrating the success of their prank.

"Whether you have memories of a past life or not, it doesn’t affect our friendship. ...But keeping it a secret until now was a bit cold, wasn’t it?"

This is payback, Patrick’s words implied, and everyone nodded in agreement, starting to walk after Mary and the others.